"Why'd'ya look so frightened? / This is just a passing phase! / One of my bad days!!"
[nowhere to be found in the Chateau, not unless anyone's been searching quite a while]
[occasional quiet, pained noises muffled from inside the closet he's locked himself in for the past couple days]
[his back lies flat against the far wall, legs splayed and tensed along the floor; he huffs almost mechanically as he thrusts his raw-skinned hardon again and again into the fluffy pillow he stole from the TV room, eyes rolling back and glazed, staring out at nothing in the dark of the closet, only hearing what's being whispered to him inside his mind, seeing only what it's telling him he sees]
..Listen to it, it's giving such a pleasant tchff-tchlurp-tchff sound when you push in and out of it like that... so tight, so inviting, you can't help shoving into it even harder, and harder, rougher... all the blood running out makes your cock slide in and out all the easier... What's that, you think? Could've sworn you heard someone moaning. He couldn't still be alive, could he..?
[a new gloss of tears slips down his face as he starts thrusting harder, hands barely listening to his own commands anymore; he rasps quietly, his throat thick] ..stop.. please..!
You look down, and what do you know? Looks like Seraph still has some fight left in him after all. Not that it does it any good right now. He just gives this adorable cry of surprise, and tries to blink. Almost like he hasn't realized all the sucking fleshwounds in his body, or your hungry dick thrusting into where he used to have an eye... hot damn, does that ever get you fired up for another round. You'll give him something more to cry about, you think.
Your hands tighten against the back of his neck a bit tighter, and you start fucking his socket all over again... slorrfff... slrrf... oh, just listen to him scream!
stop it..! s'n.. isn' fun anymore... please just STOP...
Will you shut UP with that whining?! I swear, that's all you've ever done from the start, whine and cry like the miserable failure you are!
i don't.. please...
You wanted to be in control for once, didn't you? Wanted to be on top. And now I'm LETTING you, and all you do is complain. FINE. Looks like I'll just have to finish FOR you. See? Seraph's loving this, isn't he? Look what you'd do to that PRECIOUS... LITTLE... ANGEL of yours..!!
[he cries out, thrusting faster into the pillow; after a few moments, his body contorts in another orgasm; his face gains a look of happiness for a moment, as the pain wracking his body finally lets up for that tiny while... and winces again, as the pain starts to cloud in again]
..don't wanna.. please-! just lemme-- lemme GO--
I did once. And look at what you've done while I was gone. Absolutely nothing. No, no, I'm going to stick around and make you learn just what an IDIOT you are. You wanted those useless human emotions, and so help me you're going to learn just what Mister Anderson gave you....
[starts giggling in disbelief, without a trace of humor in the sound]
((oh, and by the way, to anyone who opens this door first: expect an evil!Smith leaping for them, no matter who it is. By now it won't matter. Just figured I should warn anyone trying to "rescuing" him-- expect wacky hijinks. [smirk]))
[occasional quiet, pained noises muffled from inside the closet he's locked himself in for the past couple days]
[his back lies flat against the far wall, legs splayed and tensed along the floor; he huffs almost mechanically as he thrusts his raw-skinned hardon again and again into the fluffy pillow he stole from the TV room, eyes rolling back and glazed, staring out at nothing in the dark of the closet, only hearing what's being whispered to him inside his mind, seeing only what it's telling him he sees]
..Listen to it, it's giving such a pleasant tchff-tchlurp-tchff sound when you push in and out of it like that... so tight, so inviting, you can't help shoving into it even harder, and harder, rougher... all the blood running out makes your cock slide in and out all the easier... What's that, you think? Could've sworn you heard someone moaning. He couldn't still be alive, could he..?
[a new gloss of tears slips down his face as he starts thrusting harder, hands barely listening to his own commands anymore; he rasps quietly, his throat thick] ..stop.. please..!
You look down, and what do you know? Looks like Seraph still has some fight left in him after all. Not that it does it any good right now. He just gives this adorable cry of surprise, and tries to blink. Almost like he hasn't realized all the sucking fleshwounds in his body, or your hungry dick thrusting into where he used to have an eye... hot damn, does that ever get you fired up for another round. You'll give him something more to cry about, you think.
Your hands tighten against the back of his neck a bit tighter, and you start fucking his socket all over again... slorrfff... slrrf... oh, just listen to him scream!
stop it..! s'n.. isn' fun anymore... please just STOP...
Will you shut UP with that whining?! I swear, that's all you've ever done from the start, whine and cry like the miserable failure you are!
i don't.. please...
You wanted to be in control for once, didn't you? Wanted to be on top. And now I'm LETTING you, and all you do is complain. FINE. Looks like I'll just have to finish FOR you. See? Seraph's loving this, isn't he? Look what you'd do to that PRECIOUS... LITTLE... ANGEL of yours..!!
[he cries out, thrusting faster into the pillow; after a few moments, his body contorts in another orgasm; his face gains a look of happiness for a moment, as the pain wracking his body finally lets up for that tiny while... and winces again, as the pain starts to cloud in again]
..don't wanna.. please-! just lemme-- lemme GO--
I did once. And look at what you've done while I was gone. Absolutely nothing. No, no, I'm going to stick around and make you learn just what an IDIOT you are. You wanted those useless human emotions, and so help me you're going to learn just what Mister Anderson gave you....
[starts giggling in disbelief, without a trace of humor in the sound]
((oh, and by the way, to anyone who opens this door first: expect an evil!Smith leaping for them, no matter who it is. By now it won't matter. Just figured I should warn anyone trying to "rescuing" him-- expect wacky hijinks. [smirk]))